❝BIRTHDAY SURPRISE❞
"Thank you for today," Louis mumbles to his Harry, wrapping his arms around the boy's neck. "It was the best birthday ever." He kisses a smiling Harry and giggles into the kiss, allowing Harry to pull him closer.
They sit on the couch at the new apartment. It had been two weeks since Harry had moved in. He decided he would set up a celebration for Louis' birthday, inviting Jay, Charlotte and Niall.
"It was my pleasure, darling..." Harry kisses at Louis' neck. "I can't believe you're 18..." He looks up at Louis who straddles his lap, eyes slightly glassy. "Always my little boy, though," Harry's voice breaks. Today had been an emotional rollercoaster watching his once tiny boy turn an adult.
"Always," Louis whispers, gently placing his hands against Harry's cheeks and brushing their noses together, sighing in content. "I love you, Haz." They both grin and stay silent for a moment, the love between them feeling so strong.
"I love you too, baby..." Harry fiddles with the hem of Louis' shirt and a smile plays on his lips. "I have one more present for you." Louis tilts his head and Harry gently stands them up, placing Louis back onto the couch while he goes to the room. He comes out with a little box and Louis' eyes widen a little. "It's not-" Harry chuckles and sits next to a nervous-looking Louis. "It's not a proposal."
"Oh," Louis forces out a breath of relief. Although, if it was, he probably would have said yes, he concludes to himself. Harry is the one and he knows that.
Harry laughs and opens the box, a shiny promise ring sits in the middle of it. "It's a promise that one day there will be a proposal," he mumbles and Louis sniffles a little, eyes becoming teary. He covers his mouth with his hand and flutters his wet eyelashes closed. "I promise to love you forever, Lou and I can't wait to spend my life loving you."
Harry takes the ring out of the box and slips it onto Louis' finger the boy holds out, grinning wildly. "I love it so much!" He moves to straddle Harry again, kissing him with so much passion and love. "I love you," he presses multiple kisses to Harry's cheeks, smiling as he does so. "I have a present for you too."
"Oh?" Harry furrows his eyebrows, looking at Louis, face full of confusion. "A Christmas present or?" Louis shrugs a little and moves back a little so his and Harry's bodies aren't pressing together but he is still seated on the boy's knee.
"You could say that," Louis pulls down the hem of his tracksuit pants to show a light green and red, 'Christmassy' pair of panties. Harry gulps audibly and looks up at Louis, his eyes already beginning to darken. "It even has a little bow on it."
"Can I?" Harry rests his hands on Louis' thighs, not moving them until Louis says so. When the boy nods, almost desperately, Harry trails his hands closer to Louis' crotch. He rubs at the smaller boys hip bones teasingly before dipping his hand under the pants, moaning when feeling Louis is already hard. "Fuck."
"I thought you'd-" Louis' breath hitches slightly, his hand reaching to grab at Harry's wrist as the man begins to rub at his member. "Like them."
"I do. So much," Harry captures Louis' lips in his own, a deep, raspy moan escaping from the back of his throat. "I want to-" Harry pulls away and looks over Louis' face, his own unsure. "I want you to ride me."
Louis seems taken back by the statement and his face drops into a serious one as he tilts his head. "Are you sure? You don't like having that done..."
"I am sure," he says after a moments silence, nodding to himself. "I want to do everything with you. Even this. With Lottie I didn't feel safe doing it, knowing that if I got upset, she wouldn't care. But, I trust you. I want this."
Louis nods carefully and moves off of Harry's lap. He begins stripping teasingly, whilst biting his bottom lip, his eyes darkened and cast on Harry. Once left in only his panties, Louis rushes off to the bedroom, giggling as he does so. "You coming, H?" He yells out, jumping onto the bed and laying down.
Seconds later, Harry is in the room, taking off his clothes as quickly as possible. "Soon," he smirks and climbs onto the bed, hovering over Louis and kissing him deeply. "Gotta prep you," Harry moves his head lower to suck at Louis' neck, pulling a moan out of the boy. He tugs down Louis' panties, softly massaging his wet tip.
"Already prepped myself earlier," Louis whimpers out, eyes fluttering shut. "Didn't even cum. Wanted to wait for you to get me there, always the best. Love you," Louis rambles out, his cheeks pink and hands curled around Harry's wrist. "Need to."
Harry reaches over to grab the lube and lays on his back, lathering himself with it. He groans softly and begins to thrust up into his hand, his eyebrows knitted together in ecstasy. "Lou."
Louis crawls over him and straddles him for a moment, carefully taking in Harry's reaction. "Okay?"
"Okay," Harry takes Louis' hips in his hands, digging into the plump flesh with a quiet moan. "Better than okay." He moves his own hips a little, thrusting his member against Louis. "Such a good boy for me, yeah?" He bites his lip and watches Louis' squirm. "Whenever you're ready, love."
Louis nods and places his hand behind him to grab Harry's length. He watches Harry intently as he lifts himself up and pushes the tip against his rim, his jaw slacking. The boy begins to sink down, causing moans from both of them. "O-oh," Louis whimpers out, falling forward to kiss Harry as he bottoms out.
"Feels so good, baby." Harry licks into the boy's mouth, a whine falling from his lips as he struggles to not thrust into the boy.
Louis begins to rock softly, mumbling "daddy," over and over again. He sits back up and shakily presses his hands to Harry's chest and whines. "Fuck." Louis lifts himself up and drops down quickly, a gasp leaving his lips and a groan leaving Harry's. Precum drips from Louis' cock and Harry reaches to tug on it softly, an animalistic moan falling from Louis as he bounces and tries to thrust up at the same time.
Harry closes his eyes and bites at his lip, trying to contain his own moans to listen to the beautiful sounds leaving Louis'. This goes on for a while before Harry gets desperate and grabs onto Louis' hips and begins to thrust up quickly. "Fuck, shit," Harry moans holding Louis down as he abuses his hole. "Gonna cum."
Louis screams out as Harry thrusts right against his prostate. He scratches down the man's chest, head thrown back and eyes rolled. "Hazza, daddy. Please, fuck," Louis yells out, his mouth dropping open as he releases against his and Harry's own stomach, body jolting. He falls against Harry's chest, kissing messily and panting at the skin there, allowing Harry to finish himself off.
Harry thrusts a few more times into Louis before arching his back and doing the same, his hands on Louis' bum, gripping at it. They both lay there for a moment, breathing heavily. "I love you."
"I love you too," Louis replies and sits up a little. His cheeks are red, and lips are too, as well as swollen. His eyes are glassy, the blue barely being on show as the blackened pupil covers it. "Shower?" He questions tiredly. "And a Christmas movie?" He gives Harry a lazy smile. The older man presses his lips to Louis' and nods a little.
"Let's do it, blue."
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